[It's taken some time, but Xingchen has asked around about the barrels of oranges and where they're located. It's just...these sailors don't seem to like him much. But Xingchen is used to being shunned. He does eventually get some grumbled answers to his questions, though, and that's the important part.
So he makes his way back below decks, a small basket full of oranges, intending to share them with Xue Yang. Or whoever he meets.
Xue Yang... Xingchen isn't sure he'll ever feel quite at ease with that man ever again, and yet he's bringing him this kind of delicacy. It's not candy - he still doesn't have the heart to pick that up again - but the sentiment is similar. Xue Yang is trying. Shouldn't he do the same?
He gets back to where the two of them have been rooming, for lack of a better word, amd quietly calls out.]
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Date: 2022-06-15 09:55 pm (UTC)So he makes his way back below decks, a small basket full of oranges, intending to share them with Xue Yang. Or whoever he meets.
Xue Yang... Xingchen isn't sure he'll ever feel quite at ease with that man ever again, and yet he's bringing him this kind of delicacy. It's not candy - he still doesn't have the heart to pick that up again - but the sentiment is similar. Xue Yang is trying. Shouldn't he do the same?
He gets back to where the two of them have been rooming, for lack of a better word, amd quietly calls out.]
Xue Yang? Are you down here?